You can’t make this stuff up, I know, but if you’ve lived in San Francisco for any length of time, you don’t have to.

But I got to thinking about the proposal, not that I have any plans to test it, and thought of a more serious problem, really. I think there should be an ordinance prohibiting naked people from patronizing restaurants with glass-topped tables.

I mean, listen, dangle your junk anywhere you want, but if I’m at brunch somewhere where there are glass topped tables, and a naked guy is sitting across from me… well, let’s just say I won’t be ordering eggs benedict.